Walking down Brick Lane, feel the blue. 走在布里克巷，感受蓝色。

Winds blowing lightly and I picture you. 风轻轻地吹，我想象你。

Sweet Sunday morning, with nothing to do. 甜星期天的早上，什么也没有做。

Love is like a dream, when it's just me and you. 爱情就像一个梦，当它的只有我和你。

   

Open my window, sing me a song. 打开我的窗口，我唱的一首歌。

Baby can't you see that this is where I belong 宝贝你看不到，这是属于我的地方

With your hand in my hand, still feel feel the love 在我的手你的手，感觉还是感受到爱

Really wish that we could go back to the way that it was. 真希望我们能回去，这是方式。

   

They say if it doesn't kill you it'll make you stronger. 他们说，如果不杀了你，它会令你更强大。

Oh, but I can't be without you any longer. 呵呵，但我不能没有你下去了。

Everytime I let it go, baby it's you. 每次我让他走，宝贝，你。

Nothing compares to you. 没有什么比你的。

Nothing compares to you. 没有什么比你的。

   

Sweet sunday morning, all by myself. 甜星期天的早晨，都是由我自己。

Hard love what we've done, when with anyone else. 硬爱我们所做的，与其他任何人。

Watch my mascara dripping down. 看我的睫毛膏滴落下来。

Baby how did we end up like this? Where are you now? 宝宝怎么最后就这样吗？你现在在哪里？

   

They say if it doesn't kill you it'll make you stronger. 他们说，如果不杀了你，它会令你更强大。

Oh, but I can't be without you any longer. 呵呵，但我不能没有你下去了。

Everytime I let it go, baby it's you. 每次我让他走，宝贝，你。

Nothing compares to you. 没有什么比你的。

Nothing compares to you. 没有什么比你的。

   

I'm running fast, as fast as I can, to get you back, just to get you back again. 我跑的快，快，我可以，让你回来，只是为了让你回来。

I can not wait, I can not wait, if we can be, we can be us again. 我不能等待，我不能等待，如果我们可以，我们可以再次成为我们。

I cry at night, cry at night, I'll cry for all the words, all the words I didn't say. 我哭，晚上哭到了晚上，我就想哭了所有的话，所有的话我就不说了。

Sweet Sundays, sweet Sundays. 甜星期天，星期天甜蜜。

   

They say if it doesn't kill you it'll make you stronger. 他们说，如果不杀了你，它会令你更强大。

Oh, but I can't be without you any longer. 呵呵，但我不能没有你下去了。

Everytime I let it go, baby it's you. 每次我让他走，宝贝，你。

Nothing compares to you. 没有什么比你的。

Nothing compares to you. 没有什么比你的。